The rain came down in torrents as we drove through Gippsland South <br />And the paddocks had water puddles and the creeks were flooding out <br />And the temperatures near zero it was only five degrees <br />And the wind was blowing chilly it was cold enough to freeze. <br /> <br />The hunched up cattle hungry were bellowing for hay <br />On Winter months from feeding troughs they don't move far away <br />The more wet and cold the weather the more fodder they need <br />And the farmer kept quite busy with hungry mouths to feed. <br /> <br />And all of this reminded me of places far away <br />Where hill through most of Winter wear hat of white to gray <br />And rain come down in torrents and cows bellow for hay <br />And this the Land of sunshine some have been known to say. <br /> <br />As we drove down through Gippsland one morning in July <br />The rain came down in torrents and dark clouds in the sky <br />And memories of another Land came to me once again <br />Of snow capped hills and wind blown vales and heavy Winter rain.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-we-drove-down-through-gippsland/
